AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“What if I want to hitch one more?”
My breath catches. A memory of her riding me back at the beach house turns my dick into an iron rod. Like a randy teenager, goddammit. That’s how my body reacts around her.
I could go down on her, eat up her pussy until she comes all over my face and, yeah, my dick grows harder, heavier at the image.
But she has other plans. Still dripping with my release, she gets on her knees and pushes me down, then grabs the foil from my hand and tears it open.
We should be talking. In fact, I should be, tearing down that last barrier that’s bothering me so much, but hiding with her, in her, for a while longer feels so good.
Feels like the only way to keep from going off the deep end.
She pulls the condom on my rock-hard cock. She then gives me a faint smile—sexy, slightly uncertain, beautiful—and lowers herself on me.
My eyes roll back in my head when she ripples around me. She’s close to her own release, clench
ing around me, and I lock a hand around her neck and pull her face down to mine.
God, I love it when she rides me. No idea why it turns me on so much.
“Move, baby.” I suck her lower lip between my teeth, plump, swollen from our kissing, lick in her mouth. “Come for me.”
Her eyes fall closed, her hips roll in small circles, her breath comes in soft pants. I put my other hand over her breast and squeeze, flick my thumb over her nipple, then pinch it as I bite lightly on her lip. I know now what makes her tick. Like me, she likes a little pain mixed in with the pleasure.
There. Fuck, yeah. I tug on her nipple, slide my tongue over hers, jerk my hips up, and she convulses with a cry, her passage massaging my cock as she comes apart.
Sweet, but oh shit, her pussy is corkscrewing around my cock, and the sounds she’s making… I hiss, my balls tightening, hardening, the pressure behind them skyrocketing. I pull my mouth from hers to breathe and her flushed face and reddened lips push me over the edge.
Fucking hell. So soon on the heels of coming hard, the coiling behind my balls is pure torture, a razor-thin line between pleasure and pain.
Then pleasure wins out, and I shout her name as I spill inside her heat, bathing my cock inside the condom.
Ow. Fuck. Too much. Holding on to her, I lock my jaw to keep from yelling again as another spasm goes through me, sweet, sharp pleasure turning my insides to jelly. My heart is hammering fit to burst through my chest. As it starts to slow, my shaking limbs relax and my lids turn heavy. I’m sinking into the sofa cushions, sinking into sleep.
“Love you, Ray,” I mumble before I’m dragged under, into swirling darkness.
***
“Storm.” A hand on my shoulder, squeezing. “Wake up.”
I blink crusty eyes at the blindingly white hotel suite. “Wha?”
A rustle, then Raylin’s face appears over me. So achingly beautiful.
I reach for her, to draw her down into a kiss, my body stirring already, but she puts her hand over my mouth.
“Shh.”
I lick her palm. Salty with a hint of sugar. She flinches, and I grin.
“What’s up?” I rasp. Because something is definitely much up—my dick, digging into her leg where she straddles my waist.
“I thought I heard something.”
That wakes me up all the way. “Where?”
She tilts her head to the side, that shiny dark hair draping over us. “Outside.”
With a curse I sit up. “On the balcony?”
